It's been weeks after Phil killed Wilbur, though he did ask for it he should've helped Wilbur instead of killing him. HE WAS GOING INSANE HOW COULD NO ONE SEE THAT. He's been crazy ever since Wilbur and I got exiled from l'manburg, I mean I would try to help him but it never worked out all he did was yell at me or hurt me...
*flashback*
Tw//yelling/abuse
"TOMMY HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME, I ASKED YOU TO DO A SIMPLE THING AND YOU CANT EVEN DO THAT. YOUR SO FUCKING STUPID TOMMY YOU ARE THE REASON MOM LEFT US, SHE DID NOT WANT TO DEAL WITH YOUR ANNOYING ASS"
*punch*
Ouch...I started to bleed but it wasn't as bad, I've dealt with worst...
"I-I-m-sorry, I didn't mean to, I tried to get a lot of iron but I was going to die"
"YOU SHOULDVE DIED NO ONE WANTS YOUR PATHETIC ASS ANYWAYS"
Wilbur then comes even closer to me only to push my to the ground and kicking me saying things like "pathetic" "useless" "burden". It really hurt to have my brother says these things to me but it's fine I'll get over it.
*end of flashback*
I've gotten over that life is good ish, when Wilbur died it really hurt, your probably thinking "why would you like this dude don't you remember what he did to you" although he did this to me he'd always say he loved me every time. I still love him to.
When I saw Phil kill him with my own eyes I stopped everything I was doing and ran to Wilbur to quickly help him but couldn't he was stabbed in the stomach by a sword.
I think that's the day I turned crazy, the day I turned out to be just like him...
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Sorry it's short but their will be a pt2
